My mother drives me everywhere.
She drives me to my school.
She drives me to my football practice
and the swimming pool.
She drives me to piano lessons,
and my English tutor.
She drives me to the mall to get
new games for my computer.
She’d rather that I rode my bike,
or walked, or took the bus.
But if she doesn’t drive me
I just whine and make a fuss.
I’d get around without her but
I’m really much too lazy.
My mother drives me everywhere
and I just drive her crazy.
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